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[ The less thinking that can be done during sex the more likelihood for enjoyment, at least when it's just something as benign as riding goes. These are not the elaborate scenes he's indulged in before, nonetheless, he is still just as keenly interested to be part of it. France's breathing is peppered with soft sighs with every slow roll of America's hips. Maybe he'd had enough forethought to make the blond come in an effort to alleviate some of his own frantic energy; all that's left is a mutual attempt to just enjoy the moment.
Some of the threat is reduced by how quickly America finds his own prostate. While he isn't impatient, that gasp makes him roll his hips up against the blond's ass seeking more of that. What he gets is America's lips pressing kisses to his fingers and the wet heat of the boy's mouth.
Either America enjoys porn or it's just his urge to put things in his mouth that have France's fingers buried to the knuckle. It feels gratuitous coupled with those pretty blue eyes at half-mast but far from bad. America's hips finally move and he groans under his breath, his free hand dragging nails down the blond's thighs. America speaks, and he can feel the vibration under his fingertips. Is there any blood left in his brain? France isn't so sure, but he pushes up, half seated. ]
Why don't you tell me?
[ France could have probably managed well enough while reclining, but he wants closer. His fingers wrap around the boy's throat, leaning in to kiss the blond and rob him of his breath in that manner too. France can be a simple man; he sees a nice set of lips he wants to kiss them. His teeth nip and tug at his bottom lip when he draws away to catch his own, pulling back until he could look America in the eye. ]
We can compare later how thrilling this can be. Your tempo versus mine.
[ Buddy, is he calling you out on being tortuously slow? Possibly. France's hips rock, moaning. ]
It'll be fun to render you speechless.
[ How can he make such a thing sound warm with affection? He wants to share this, appreciating the act himself. His mouth finds a patch of skin on the blond's throat not grasped in his fingers, kissing it. ]
You're going to drive me mad. [ A compliment, really. ]
Some of the threat is reduced by how quickly America finds his own prostate. While he isn't impatient, that gasp makes him roll his hips up against the blond's ass seeking more of that. What he gets is America's lips pressing kisses to his fingers and the wet heat of the boy's mouth.
Either America enjoys porn or it's just his urge to put things in his mouth that have France's fingers buried to the knuckle. It feels gratuitous coupled with those pretty blue eyes at half-mast but far from bad. America's hips finally move and he groans under his breath, his free hand dragging nails down the blond's thighs. America speaks, and he can feel the vibration under his fingertips. Is there any blood left in his brain? France isn't so sure, but he pushes up, half seated. ]
Why don't you tell me?
[ France could have probably managed well enough while reclining, but he wants closer. His fingers wrap around the boy's throat, leaning in to kiss the blond and rob him of his breath in that manner too. France can be a simple man; he sees a nice set of lips he wants to kiss them. His teeth nip and tug at his bottom lip when he draws away to catch his own, pulling back until he could look America in the eye. ]
We can compare later how thrilling this can be. Your tempo versus mine.
[ Buddy, is he calling you out on being tortuously slow? Possibly. France's hips rock, moaning. ]
It'll be fun to render you speechless.
[ How can he make such a thing sound warm with affection? He wants to share this, appreciating the act himself. His mouth finds a patch of skin on the blond's throat not grasped in his fingers, kissing it. ]
You're going to drive me mad. [ A compliment, really. ]
Is it the pheromones? The final week of last month was particularly rough, with the dragons and all.
[ Why is HE complaining? After the nest had been perfected he'd done a lot of scrambling, if you will. Very eventful. It's a good thing his daydreaming cannot be seen through text. ]
That's fair. Let's meet up after the triple moon when whatever this place enjoys meddling with will hopefully have passed. This is a celebration. Your drinks are on me, but we can find a more calm atmosphere, certainly.
I figure by then you might have an interesting story or two from your new position. I'd hate for you to have to raise your voice to be heard over a crowd.
[ How coy... He's ready for this not!date, okay. ]
[ Why is HE complaining? After the nest had been perfected he'd done a lot of scrambling, if you will. Very eventful. It's a good thing his daydreaming cannot be seen through text. ]
That's fair. Let's meet up after the triple moon when whatever this place enjoys meddling with will hopefully have passed. This is a celebration. Your drinks are on me, but we can find a more calm atmosphere, certainly.
I figure by then you might have an interesting story or two from your new position. I'd hate for you to have to raise your voice to be heard over a crowd.
[ How coy... He's ready for this not!date, okay. ]
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mayoninofukucho
2020-07-05 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it's the pheromones. And you can say that again about the dragons.
[He won't elaborate further. He doesn't need to relive those moments right now, even if France can't see him either. Let's just say that both the Cordis pheromones and the Ostella pheromones on different occasions led to events that significantly raised his chroma count.]
That sounds like a good plan to me. Let's check in with each other again after the triple moon phase, then.
[He won't elaborate further. He doesn't need to relive those moments right now, even if France can't see him either. Let's just say that both the Cordis pheromones and the Ostella pheromones on different occasions led to events that significantly raised his chroma count.]
That sounds like a good plan to me. Let's check in with each other again after the triple moon phase, then.
[ Chroma is not an issue, but you know. Eat the rich could be a sexual innuendo in this place. ]
I am full of good plans. Try to stay sane, hmm?
[ Hijikata really seems like he has a level head on his shoulders. Somber is more like it, but that doesn't mean France has no interest in getting to know him. France is extra enough for both of them.
He likes to have a plan and will gladly send a text several days in advance to finalize a few things. Sure, it's the triple moon but it won't be when they meet up. ]
I am full of good plans. Try to stay sane, hmm?
[ Hijikata really seems like he has a level head on his shoulders. Somber is more like it, but that doesn't mean France has no interest in getting to know him. France is extra enough for both of them.
He likes to have a plan and will gladly send a text several days in advance to finalize a few things. Sure, it's the triple moon but it won't be when they meet up. ]
Grand, I'll pop back in here with a link when the time comes!
mayoninofukucho
2020-07-05 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
I'll do what I can. You take care of yourself too.
[That's what he likes to think about himself as well, but he can be... let's say eccentric. France will find out about that sooner or later, probably, especially if they end up going for a meal together. For now Hijikata will prepare for his life in the service of law and order (... not that he didn't already act like a cop the entire time, but you know, it'll be official).]
[That's what he likes to think about himself as well, but he can be... let's say eccentric. France will find out about that sooner or later, probably, especially if they end up going for a meal together. For now Hijikata will prepare for his life in the service of law and order (... not that he didn't already act like a cop the entire time, but you know, it'll be official).]
[ There's a little bolt of excitement that runs through him once he feels that warm palm over his throat. He's got a nice Adam's apple, the skin tan here and paler in areas that are usually covered by clothes. He doesn't quite get that France is hinting that he speeds up the tempo, but he doesn't need a clue in. He's encouraged to do so as the other man has drawn near.
America even whimpers as France talks to him, hands grasping the blond beneath him. He shifts, hoping to hit that sweet spot again and picks up the pace rather generously. His rocking is strong and rapid— a big change from his performance earlier— his eyelids growing heavier, especially if France decides to give his neck anymore pressure, no matter how much or how little. ]
Please.
[ Oh. He's gotten a polite word out of him. Please what, though? He doesn't specify, but good to know he has some manners. ]
America even whimpers as France talks to him, hands grasping the blond beneath him. He shifts, hoping to hit that sweet spot again and picks up the pace rather generously. His rocking is strong and rapid— a big change from his performance earlier— his eyelids growing heavier, especially if France decides to give his neck anymore pressure, no matter how much or how little. ]
Please.
[ Oh. He's gotten a polite word out of him. Please what, though? He doesn't specify, but good to know he has some manners. ]
[ France got few opportunities to make a second first impression, at least with mortals. Barring the brief time at one his more infamous Halloween parties, the Parisian hasn't seen his Queen since she passed. Alas. The past is left best for the past.
Right now, he's happy to have a little tête-à-tête with Marie and work on that friendly relationship. Her apology comes with an almost impish smirk. ]
I bet that was a very fond reunion. How are you two getting along?
[ Did Austria ever tell France that he was in a rather amorous event with their little link here? Let's create a scandal and say 'no', though it wouldn't be a scandal, and more of a carrot France could dangle over the poor man's head. ]
I'm a little envious that he's got more time to spend with you. We should have a dinner date sometime soon, if you're free.
Right now, he's happy to have a little tête-à-tête with Marie and work on that friendly relationship. Her apology comes with an almost impish smirk. ]
I bet that was a very fond reunion. How are you two getting along?
[ Did Austria ever tell France that he was in a rather amorous event with their little link here? Let's create a scandal and say 'no', though it wouldn't be a scandal, and more of a carrot France could dangle over the poor man's head. ]
I'm a little envious that he's got more time to spend with you. We should have a dinner date sometime soon, if you're free.
We are definitely close friends! Our relationship had developed as such pretty quickly, although I never learned of your existence as actual people until I landed in this world. It just shows that my bond with what was once my home country still runs deep.
[ Settling on her seat, she daintily rests her hands on her lap under the table. ]
Oh, oui, definitely! There are plenty restaurants here, so the choice is vast and varied, unless you already have one place in mind.
[ She's trying not to let her heart burst from the overwhelming emotions talking with France brings her. There's so much she wants to say, but decides to clam up before she goes on a tangent and ends up talking over him. ]
[ Settling on her seat, she daintily rests her hands on her lap under the table. ]
Oh, oui, definitely! There are plenty restaurants here, so the choice is vast and varied, unless you already have one place in mind.
[ She's trying not to let her heart burst from the overwhelming emotions talking with France brings her. There's so much she wants to say, but decides to clam up before she goes on a tangent and ends up talking over him. ]
[ Late one evening, not quite he middle of the night, but late: ]
what is "bukkake" ????
i thought it was a japanese entree but when i asked someone they just laughed and didn't explain so i think it's something dirty
anyway i'm embarrassed they laughed at me
so fix it
what is "bukkake" ????
i thought it was a japanese entree but when i asked someone they just laughed and didn't explain so i think it's something dirty
anyway i'm embarrassed they laughed at me
so fix it
I'm sorry... what???
[ Let him just get his readers. He thought he read 'bukkake'. Oh. So he did. Squint. ]
It's dirty. Why don't you just stick to the menu next time? How am I supposed to fix it?
[ It's late enough. He's too tired to productively answer the question right away. ]
[ Let him just get his readers. He thought he read 'bukkake'. Oh. So he did. Squint. ]
It's dirty. Why don't you just stick to the menu next time? How am I supposed to fix it?
[ It's late enough. He's too tired to productively answer the question right away. ]
by telling me what it is so i won't be embarrassed by it next time
c'mon i wanna know
ur like the king of dirty stuff
tell me already
c'mon i wanna know
ur like the king of dirty stuff
tell me already
Flattery will get you everywhere this late at night apparently. That is, me actually answering this in the first place.
It's a kink for those that like a bit of degradation.
And semen.
A lot of semen.
[ why is he actually thirsty???? ]
Need I say more? Unless you want to be covered in a few gentlemans' afterglow I think not.
[ poetic. ]
It's a kink for those that like a bit of degradation.
And semen.
A lot of semen.
[ why is he actually thirsty???? ]
Need I say more? Unless you want to be covered in a few gentlemans' afterglow I think not.
[ poetic. ]
ohh
like a bunch of guys cumming on u???
ok i've actually done that tbh
i mean i was apart of it
but i never had it done to me
i was never
the target
like a bunch of guys cumming on u???
ok i've actually done that tbh
i mean i was apart of it
but i never had it done to me
i was never
the target
When did you manage this?! Busy boy.
Is that why you were hunting down a priest earlier? Had the urge to atone for those sins I see!
[ he actually scoffs at his device. ]
are you saying you wish to bow to the king?
Listen, you said it. I cannot be blamed for your name calling.
Is that why you were hunting down a priest earlier? Had the urge to atone for those sins I see!
[ he actually scoffs at his device. ]
are you saying you wish to bow to the king?
Listen, you said it. I cannot be blamed for your name calling.
haha uhhhhh idk
it was actually the first time i was here
it just kinda happened at a club.. we did it on a performer who was asking people to do it to them and i got invited over
and no.. i don't rly believe in that stuff but poland seemed really excited for me to go to church so i guess it won't hurt
i don't think so
i just like the way it feels on me
but not in my hair
i'll wear a hairnet
it was actually the first time i was here
it just kinda happened at a club.. we did it on a performer who was asking people to do it to them and i got invited over
and no.. i don't rly believe in that stuff but poland seemed really excited for me to go to church so i guess it won't hurt
i don't think so
i just like the way it feels on me
but not in my hair
i'll wear a hairnet
When in Rome, as they say. Thank you for clarifying that it was a club. That makes sense!
It's hard to say no to Poland. He convinced me to take him to a spa!
[ Was it really much of a tipping point though, France? No. Poland was a very convincing guy... ]
I can sympathize with the hair. Once it's in there is no other choice but to bathe. But that can be fun too. I'm torn now.
Who do you want?
[ France doesn't even know how he got to this point. He'd just been explaining it so America wouldn't further embarrass himself. Now he's asking for heathenry. Late night woes, but don't think he won't turn over and jab Austria in the side for a good cause. ]
It's hard to say no to Poland. He convinced me to take him to a spa!
[ Was it really much of a tipping point though, France? No. Poland was a very convincing guy... ]
I can sympathize with the hair. Once it's in there is no other choice but to bathe. But that can be fun too. I'm torn now.
Who do you want?
[ France doesn't even know how he got to this point. He'd just been explaining it so America wouldn't further embarrass himself. Now he's asking for heathenry. Late night woes, but don't think he won't turn over and jab Austria in the side for a good cause. ]
[ He had not expected to get this kind of question, but if he’s truly being honest, it’s just inquisitive hour for him. More like, he doesn’t have someone in the bed next to him that he can rib to wake up. It takes a moment to reply. ]
um...
i actually just want someone to talk to i guess
um...
i actually just want someone to talk to i guess
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[ This poor heathen. France is almost relieved that he might be able to shelf this particular inquisition for when he's more awake. Good lord, child. ]
A strange way to go about it but are you alright otherwise?
Did you want to come to lunch at some point? I'm sure Austria wouldn't mind another handsome face at the table.
[ He Knows what you two heathens are up to. Somehow. Open communication in a relationship what is that??
Nah. Pervert Intuition. ]
A strange way to go about it but are you alright otherwise?
Did you want to come to lunch at some point? I'm sure Austria wouldn't mind another handsome face at the table.
[ He Knows what you two heathens are up to. Somehow. Open communication in a relationship what is that??
Nah. Pervert Intuition. ]
idk u know u just start thinking of stuff when u sleep and that was something i was thinking about but have nobody to talk to
can i come over now
does ur bed fit three ppl???
can i come over now
does ur bed fit three ppl???
That's why I don't sleep alone.
[ France doesn't delve into details because this isn't about him. For whatever reason, it seems the younger nation is feeling a little lonely. A lack of boisterous spam coming from America's end always made him a little uneasy, even when he was guilty of trying to suggest a calmer facade for the younger blond. There's a moment in between texts where he's nice enough to warn of company. Only polite. ]
It can, for you. I'll get up to let you in okay?
[ With pants. He has to rummage about for pants. He cares! ]
[ France doesn't delve into details because this isn't about him. For whatever reason, it seems the younger nation is feeling a little lonely. A lack of boisterous spam coming from America's end always made him a little uneasy, even when he was guilty of trying to suggest a calmer facade for the younger blond. There's a moment in between texts where he's nice enough to warn of company. Only polite. ]
It can, for you. I'll get up to let you in okay?
[ With pants. He has to rummage about for pants. He cares! ]
[ Sorry, what. He's knocking on the door before France can completely get the pants on, cause it seems like he wasn't ready to take no for an answer.
Should France go ahead and let him in, he oddly doesn't make a sound, seemingly courteous given the hour. He does, however, shuffle against France, hoping the older man will get the idea and place his arms around him.
America's attire is pretty simple— a white tank top and some navy lounge pants with white stars on the side. ]
Should France go ahead and let him in, he oddly doesn't make a sound, seemingly courteous given the hour. He does, however, shuffle against France, hoping the older man will get the idea and place his arms around him.
America's attire is pretty simple— a white tank top and some navy lounge pants with white stars on the side. ]
[ Does America just have introspective texts over cum showers at odd hours in front of people's doors? It's rather impressive, but so is France's stubborn attempt at kind of clothing himself. Kind of. He doesn't have enough time to find a shirt that isn't wrinkled.
For his efforts, America earns a rather confused smile and a hug that lingers. There's nothing wrong with holding the younger blond when he's being quite endearing, after all. A moment passes and he shifts to free an arm to shut the door behind America's back. Trapped with the gross old dudes. What a dilemma. ]
I have a feeling what we were discussing wasn't keeping you up. Do you want to tell me what it was or do you just want to go to bed?
[ There have been plenty of times before that France has found himself just finding solace with a little bit of company, but he's not sure as to what is going on. Whatever it is, the older seems unhurried to rush him along even after offering America a few options. ]
For his efforts, America earns a rather confused smile and a hug that lingers. There's nothing wrong with holding the younger blond when he's being quite endearing, after all. A moment passes and he shifts to free an arm to shut the door behind America's back. Trapped with the gross old dudes. What a dilemma. ]
I have a feeling what we were discussing wasn't keeping you up. Do you want to tell me what it was or do you just want to go to bed?
[ There have been plenty of times before that France has found himself just finding solace with a little bit of company, but he's not sure as to what is going on. Whatever it is, the older seems unhurried to rush him along even after offering America a few options. ]
[ He just loafs in France's arms, not hugging back but his chin finds a nice perch on the other man's shoulder. His half lidded eyes find a spot to look at in the room, not budging from where he stepped inside. ]
Well. No. But I do think about a lot when I'm trying to sleep and I was thinking about that instance. I hate it when people laugh at me and then I don't know why.
[ As for answering France's question, he idly places his hands on France's hips, fingers idly toying with the wrinkled shirt. ]
Maybe..
[ Maybe what, though. That isn't a valid response. ]
That just made me think of so many other instances over the decades that maybe I was so sure about something, but then I wasn't right and how other people might perceive me without me even knowing, and the way that I see myself is a delusional version of myself that I wish to see so I choose to see it.
[ .. yes, it is quite impressive. Maybe France needs to tap out to Austria and let him psychoanalyze America. ]
Anyway, I guess it was kind of a dumb thing that made me think, but.. I trust asking you stuff, even if it's embarrassing or weird.
[ Hm. ]
You.. take care of me.
Well. No. But I do think about a lot when I'm trying to sleep and I was thinking about that instance. I hate it when people laugh at me and then I don't know why.
[ As for answering France's question, he idly places his hands on France's hips, fingers idly toying with the wrinkled shirt. ]
Maybe..
[ Maybe what, though. That isn't a valid response. ]
That just made me think of so many other instances over the decades that maybe I was so sure about something, but then I wasn't right and how other people might perceive me without me even knowing, and the way that I see myself is a delusional version of myself that I wish to see so I choose to see it.
[ .. yes, it is quite impressive. Maybe France needs to tap out to Austria and let him psychoanalyze America. ]
Anyway, I guess it was kind of a dumb thing that made me think, but.. I trust asking you stuff, even if it's embarrassing or weird.
[ Hm. ]
You.. take care of me.
[ If America is content to unpack his emotional dilemma while loafing against France, France can keep him close and just let him vent away. He's gotten texts here and there seeking out company and answers to the most...inane questions really, but it's been a while since America has come to him listless. France returns his hold around America's shoulders while he unloads, an eyebrow lifting in parts.
A crisis, indeed. His hand lifts to idly stroke at America's hair. Way to bring out the gross need to dote. Thanks, kid. ]
I think that it's cruel to leave someone oblivious to their mistakes and mock them. We are not omniscient. We make mistakes too.
[ Maybe... There's a moment where his lips part to ask what, but the younger nation seems intent to continue. Who do you think taught Freud? Maybe not the best thing to own up to but France has some unique types. He purses his lips, pulling back carefully to not jostle him too much. It isn't necessarily sympathy that has France looking at the young nation like that but he does feel a pang of understanding. ]
The rest of us grew up so slowly in comparison to you. We had time to reconcile with our foolish youths. [ He reaches down to grab for America's hand. Maybe they could meet a middle ground by sitting on the couch. Or just using France's lap as a pillow. He's got all these hands and no hair to pet. ] You live long enough, you begin to see the cracks in the veneer you've worked so hard to polish all of your life.
[ He stops, and for a moment it might be debatable if he's passed the conversation torch but he quickly looks a little embarrassed. He is pre-embarrassed for what he's going to say. This is truly a rare moment, but he knows that there are simpler ways to get through what he wants to get through. Damn it. ]
What was that quote... ah. Awhile back. "You die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain."
[ EXCUSE ME LET'S JUST DISTRACT WITH HAIR PETTING. ]
We are nothing but a foundation of good hope and countless poor decisions, but that doesn't mean that we cannot be proud of the present and the good we can still find. It's what we are, my dear. Sometimes it is not pretty. I'm sorry that I cannot say better.
[ No don't bring out his Instincts, America. DOUBLE damn it. ] I care about you... Whatever you that entails.
A crisis, indeed. His hand lifts to idly stroke at America's hair. Way to bring out the gross need to dote. Thanks, kid. ]
I think that it's cruel to leave someone oblivious to their mistakes and mock them. We are not omniscient. We make mistakes too.
[ Maybe... There's a moment where his lips part to ask what, but the younger nation seems intent to continue. Who do you think taught Freud? Maybe not the best thing to own up to but France has some unique types. He purses his lips, pulling back carefully to not jostle him too much. It isn't necessarily sympathy that has France looking at the young nation like that but he does feel a pang of understanding. ]
The rest of us grew up so slowly in comparison to you. We had time to reconcile with our foolish youths. [ He reaches down to grab for America's hand. Maybe they could meet a middle ground by sitting on the couch. Or just using France's lap as a pillow. He's got all these hands and no hair to pet. ] You live long enough, you begin to see the cracks in the veneer you've worked so hard to polish all of your life.
[ He stops, and for a moment it might be debatable if he's passed the conversation torch but he quickly looks a little embarrassed. He is pre-embarrassed for what he's going to say. This is truly a rare moment, but he knows that there are simpler ways to get through what he wants to get through. Damn it. ]
What was that quote... ah. Awhile back. "You die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain."
[ EXCUSE ME LET'S JUST DISTRACT WITH HAIR PETTING. ]
We are nothing but a foundation of good hope and countless poor decisions, but that doesn't mean that we cannot be proud of the present and the good we can still find. It's what we are, my dear. Sometimes it is not pretty. I'm sorry that I cannot say better.
[ No don't bring out his Instincts, America. DOUBLE damn it. ] I care about you... Whatever you that entails.
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